CHAPTER 19
Awash in black waters, Kaspian was soaked but alive. His throat ached where Henryk’s boot had nearly crushed his windpipe.
As the waters receded, Henryk’s body lay on the ground like a broken toy. His sightless eyes stared up at the dark night sky. Henryk was dead.
Brygida stood over his body, panting for breath, and Kaspian stood up on swaying feet. Demons flanked her, the forest steamed, and beyond them, Lord Granat’s army pushed back those cultists who continued to fight even though their leader was gone.
Brygida came over to him and took his hand in hers.
The receding water revealed the rusałki, crowned with grass and dark wet hair, whose skeletal hands gathered Henryk up.
Brygida bowed her head, and joining the rusałki, she took Henryk’s body and followed the tide of
